Became the Escort Knight of the Villain in the Romance Novel

116 – Smoothly (6)

Every time you dream, new memories come back.

Memories that you didn’t know before, but naturally take root as if you knew it before.

At first, these were memories that flashed by, but

Now, Evan was even feeling confused by the memories that were newly established every night.

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What is the reason why memories from before being possessed now come to mind?

I would rather have interpreted it as the process of possessing it if it came to mind immediately after being possessed.

However, four years have passed, and now, when we are just approaching the point of the original work, what is the reason why memories come to mind?

Evan furrowed his eyebrows as he grabbed his throbbing hair.

A kind of overload caused by the memories of 14 years that had completely disappeared coming back into my head,

When I pressed down on my temple, the pain went away for a while. Still, the memories that were left were jumbled up in her head.

‘…I think I understand why I was in death mode.’

The reason Sir Chris kept talking about Evan Fried’s confusion before being possessed was, of course, the letter.

I couldn’t interpret the dragon words, but thanks to the dragon blood inside my body, I wasn’t completely brainwashed and my mind itself was twisted.

Perhaps he wasn’t in a state of mental collapse at the time he possessed.

The reason why it didn’t appear in the original work is probably because the mind collapsed.

Thanks to the resurrected memories, I was able to get clues about various things I didn’t know,

I can only speculate as to why the memories started coming back.

As if he had been Evan Fried from the beginning… Evan felt uncomfortable with these natural memories.

If there’s one thing that’s certain, it’s that parents who are good for you don’t have much of a relationship.

Evan smiled quietly and pursed his lips as he stared into the air.

“Freed, la.”

In the recalled memories, Evan Fried as a child also appeared.

From swinging a sword after his father with a blurry face, to feeling mana and meeting Sir Chris for the first time.

Sir Chris, who was much younger than his present face, had a rather subtle expression looking at himself.

Right now, I am confused whether to refer to young Evan Fried as himself or to refer to him as a completely different person.

Evan shook his head once and got up from the bed.

When you turn over the calendar, the number you see is ’11’, it’s already November. It has already entered the 8th week since Irene conceived.

It wasn’t much different yet, but

It was true that I was worried in many ways because it looked a little swollen.

Eight months ahead, and two months until the red moon rises.

I thought I could finally see the end, but it was unclear whether I would be able to reach the end.

Can you do it? Evan, lost in thought for a moment, sighed and moved on.

After all, it would be best to see Irene when his head hurts.

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Warm water instead of darjeeling, walking in the garden instead of swordsmanship were naturally integrated into Irene’s daily life.

Now that she has a lot less of her duties that come down to her, she is at least worried about what she is left with.

If she said anything to herself, she would be a person who has no conscience and cannot even forgive the slightest bit.

She couldn’t say there was any chance she could say anything to Evan.

I wonder if he’s noticing that he’s calling Evan often these days.

However, the ladies-in-waiting said they hadn’t opened their mouths to the duke yet.

I was going to talk about it someday…But how will my father react?

Remembering that, Irene let out a sigh as she folded her long eyebrows.

“My lady, this is a letter from a meeting.”

After receiving her letter, Irene finally checked the contents and she slightly frowned at her.

A gathering is a faction that Irene has been building for a long time.

She brought information to Irene, who couldn’t move directly, and Irene gathered that information and led the faction by setting the direction of action.

As Yuris was the next head of the household and had the greatest influence among the current four generations of the Empire, it might have been natural for Irene to become the head.

The faction, which grew naturally as time passed, suddenly grew large enough to easily gather information from across the empire.

She

She knew at least that she couldn’t move with a sword directly like Evan did.

I don’t know when I’m single like before, but now I’m not alone.

Evan Also, she wouldn’t want her to move, so Irene chose to support Evan from behind her.

“Therazane moved.”

The contents of the letter were overflowing with potential for problems.

The story that Therazane, who was also watching the emperor, shows signs of moving.

The fact that they moved when the total lunar eclipse was two months away was hardly good news.

‘The fact that he moved now… Does that mean he intends to carry out the plan as they say?’

Now that the relationship between the crown prince and Scarlett has become quite close, it was safe to say that they would use Scarlett.

Irene had a hunch that she would do well to think a little more carefully.

With two months left, it would be better to focus on Hattan rather than Therazane.

Very little was written about Hattan, but that alone was evidence that it might have been in contact with Extinction.

The fact that Hattan, which is in charge of most of the empire’s information, was restricting the outflow of information meant that it was against the will of the empire.

Perhaps the subjugation of Hatan will begin within this month.

It was natural for Evan to participate in the subjugation, but this time, she thought of helping Irene in the subjugation in her own way.

“Lopena, what is Chris doing?”

“You must be doing what the lady asked. She said it would take a while to weed people out.”

“Yes, if that’s the case, I’m glad.”

A special knights team made up of knights of expert level or higher.

If they could be called the elite even within Yuris, they would be able to deal a valid blow to the black magician, assuming that they were helped by Count Kassim.

Since she had already tried to verify several times, Irene’s eyes widened when she checked the documents on the ‘armor’ that had special powers for warlocks.

Perhaps this weapon would not be used often. No, it should never be used very often.

If this year goes by and this weapon still happens to be used… It’s probably going to be a problem.

Irene continued to feel insecure about her future.

After Evan became a Master, her anxiety that Evan would be seriously injured disappeared, but,

It was because a corner of her heart was filled with fear of a being incomparable to Biltain.

‘Ancient Dragon Marbet.’

A long time ago, it was a dragon that Alar himself cut with an Ascalon,

The fact that extinction has the purpose of reviving it aroused vague anxiety.

Is it because of the new life in the belly or not? Are there any other reasons for anxiety?

Irene, who stared into the air with her chin resting on her chin for a while, was faintly colored by the sound of her footsteps coming from across the corridor.

Caressing her tousled hair,

Irene, who licked her dry lips and made them shiny, looked at her door. She then saw her familiar face open her door and enter.

Seeing her ever-changing green eyes, Irene smiled lightly.

Isn’t it the warmth in those eyes that doesn’t change no matter how much time passes?

Irene spread her arms, feeling that the anxiety she had just felt completely dissipated.

Evan held Irene’s arms as it was and put her ears on her stomach.

“You can’t hear anything yet.”

“It’s just that it’s become a habit to check like this now.”

Your belly hasn’t swelled up yet, but if this tummy starts to swell…

Evan smiled quietly as she brought her ear to her stomach, which was still silent.

Kung-kung- Will there come a day when I can hear the sound of my heart?

She still had eight months to go before giving birth, but time flies by so fast that perhaps in the blink of an eye, the day of her birth might be reached.

Away from Irene’s arms, Evan narrowed her eyes as she looked at her papers on her desk.

It was only a brief glimpse of it, but it was because she was able to discern what Irene was envisioning.

An effective Mugura against Warlocks. Perhaps because of her Ascalon, now her own,

It was quite surprising that something like this was already being conceived.

The one that appeared in the original work was an effective weapon in this battle against the warlock.

She seems to have modeled the Ascalon that the Crown Prince had, even then.

I thought it was very strange that the original development was completely different and still the same.

It probably worked quite well. Enough that a knights group of ordinary experts could fight against the warlock.

Isn’t that the reason why the subjugation of the warlock progressed in an instant in the second half of the original work?

Now you don’t have to rely solely on the master’s power to subdue them,

Evan had no choice but to look forward to the production of arms.

“You seem to be quite busy lately. I heard that you run that ‘meeting’ yourself, are you okay?”

“Because I want to do it. I also want to be of some help to Evan, and one day I will become the family head of Julis. It is prepared in advance.”

After hearing what Irene said, Evan smiled happily and sat down on the sofa.

She never imagined that Irene would step into the social world on her own and create such a huge influence.

Evan’s eyes were full of affection when he saw his lover, who had become a socialite.

However, he couldn’t stare at Irene Bay forever, so before long, Evan’s eyes averted his gaze, and the scenery outside the window was captured.

Now it’s a snowy field in the north, which can be said to be rampant winter.

The snow piled up on the desolate trees had fallen, and small snowdrifts were forming in the pure white snow where no footprints were left.

I only heard about it in November at best, but I can’t believe the snow is piling up like that.

The northern winter, which came too early, was causing problems in many ways.

“I heard that the elves are slowly descending. Are there any problems yet?”

As the days get colder, the different races gradually become more and more in contact with humans.

No matter how friendly they are with humans, humans are also sensitive to encroachment on their territory.

Damn it because it was an elf at least, but if orcs and ogres started to come down, it meant war with the other races again.

Winter was the season that deprived the forest of its vitality.

Of course, thanks to the magic of the elves, dense forests still remain in the north, but that’s just a small part.

One of the problems that Yuris has been experiencing lately is contact with the elves, who are becoming more frequent in the winter that comes much earlier than usual.

“Okay. I’m trying to figure out how to deal with it…But I guess I’ll have to talk to the elf myself.”

“Maybe you will see the world tree.”

The world tree, Eldrasil, was the symbol of the elves and the places where the heads of the elves resided.

Although they are a kind of sprouts that have branched off from the huge world tree that existed in the beginning, they were also like beings that far exceeded the realm of human imagination.

The head of the elves lives his whole life inside it.

Irene raised her eyebrows slightly when she remembered that the only way humans can negotiate with them is to visit the World Tree themselves.

“…It would be nice if they joined the extermination.”

In exchange for giving you a place to live, we ask you to contribute to the extinction subjugation.

As the only beings that can communicate with the spirits are the elves, the most effective way to deal with the warlock was with the cooperation of the elves.

Since the Dwarven field chiefs Cassim and Gerard are already cooperating on this, maybe we can get the cooperation of the elves?

Of course, the odds of things going as planned were not very high, but Irene tried to put her hopes on that shallow possibility.

“Maybe I can get some help,” She said. If the Empire were to fall to Annihilation, they would be the ones who would suffer the most.”

“Still, the elves haven’t taken any damage from the annihilation yet. Warlocks deliberately avoid harming nature, so perhaps the elves see no reason to deal with them.”

Evan was well aware that Extinction intentionally avoids harming nature.

But wouldn’t it be nice to meet the world tree anyway?

Aside from leading the cooperation of the elves, what Evan was most curious about was the world tree itself, which was said to see through its essence.

Recently, memories from before the possession have been mixed up against one’s will.

I wanted to know what the memories that came to me naturally, as if I was Evan Fried in the first place, meant.

If this isn’t possession, then what about the novels she read before?

If the world tree is considered sacred by the elves, it might be able to define its own existence.

That’s why Evan brought up the story about elves.

He didn’t know that maybe he could follow the elves to Eldrasil.

Of course, there will be a possibility of meeting you if this winter gets a little deeper… But I thought it was a possibility that I couldn’t miss.

“So, father hasn’t said anything yet?”

At Irene’s question, Evan smiled and nodded.

It was a bit pitiful that the Duke didn’t know about Irene’s conception until now, a month later, but

It was very surprising that the maids and knights did not reveal the story themselves.

It’s probably natural that he doesn’t know, since he’s been busy with extinction lately.

Evan laughed bitterly as he drank in the cold water that Lopena had brought him.

I had no idea how the Duke would react if he found out about this.

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It seemed like he was going to get angry, but he also seemed like he was going to quietly go over it after seeing Irene’s notice.

Someday we’ll have to talk about it… When should we talk about this.

“If your father thinks he will say something to you, tell me. I’ll go separately and say something.”

“…You don’t have to. You will probably only get hurt.”

If the duke, still regretting what happened in the past, was beaten by Irene, she might hold on to herself and drink again.

The reason I often call myself these days is because Irene said that she was cold to me and asked me to make a masterpiece of her alcohol.

Evan didn’t like it that much, but

When he thought of becoming a father himself, the duke looked a little pitiful.

If a daughter hates her father, even if it’s a self-inflicted thing.

‘He probably wants to die.’

The duke was a great resource for Evan.

He himself would never be a father like that.

He planned to do his best above all else to raise a son or daughter, Irene, as a good and upright child.

Irene said what it would be like if her son was Beryl Lud and her daughter was Lobelia, though she said…

Still, isn’t it still too early to make a name for herself?

As Evan and Irene spent time talking about various things, time flew by and it became night.

When only her pure white eyes were left alone, the crescent moon suddenly shone in the sky, and Irene rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly leaned her head on Evan’s lap.

Even though we couldn’t sleep together, it was possible because the two of us were used to a lap pillow.

In the past, I used to feel ashamed of my arm pillow all day long, but I never thought I’d get used to it.

Recalling memories of the past, Evan, who was seized with strange emotions, looked into the air for a while,

Irene raised her head at the sound of urgent footsteps in her hallway.

“My lady! Knight!”

Lopena’s face turned pale as if she was surprised to see something in her as she opened the door.

When Evan smiled at her expression as if he had seen a ghost, Lopena grabbed Evan’s shoulder and trembled and pursed her lips.

“The Duke noticed.”

At those words, Irene’s expression hardened. Same goes for Evan.

Before long, Evan, who glanced at her Irene, quietly opened her mouth.

“…No way?”

“Your lady is pregnant, the Duke now finds out!”

Like the pure white snow outside.

It didn’t take long for Evan’s face to turn white.